It is February 15th,
And the world rises slowly from the drunken stupor of yesterday,
Rising to one immutable fact that must not be drowned,
Drowned in memories of a single day of all what was or is called loved,
That the world is just in need of love today,
Like it was yesterday,
The day before yesterday,
And the day before many yesterdays,
That the world will be just as much in dire need of love,
Tomorrow,
The day after tomorrow,
And the day of after many countless tomorrows,
So may the powerful strides of love,
Which paused to celebrate itself on Valentine's day,
Never be stopped in its own all too important and life sustaining tracks,
For we do in fact need love every day,
And the world is better for a daily fest of it,
Amor vincit omnia,
That age old timely and timeless truth,
Still ringing as true today as when it was conceived,
Help us o God.
Brussels © February 2015 afesehngwaHilary
